An emerald glow in the bluest sea

An island clothed in shamrock luster

Yet your green is but a hollow mask

Hiding an eternal passion raging inside

 

Many a sailor met your jagged shores

Many a poet soothed your scarred hearts

Many a sword was drawn in anger

Many a laugh and song rang out

 

It is impossible to know you fully

Your heart is never completely bared

But fleeting peeks into your dark shadows

Cling to me like the moss on your trees

 

Smoke rising from your hearths beckons

Like a timeless mother calling all to dinner

No place ever shared more joy than you

No place ever had more stolen than you